After the breakup, she hid her pregnancy to inherit a billion-dollar fortune

Li Xingyuan was slightly startled.

Following the boy's surprised gaze, he slowly looked at his wrist.

The collar of the black shirt was soaked with blood, and the bright red blood dripped down his palms to his fingertips, and then fell to the ground.

"uncle!"

The boy stood in the distance, looking nervous and frightened.

"It's okay." Li Xingyuan shook his head.

"There's so much blood, how can everything be okay? I'll call you and take you to the hospital!"

"Need not!"

Li Xingyuan stopped his behavior almost reflexively.

"I was injured before. I guess I accidentally cracked the wound. I will take care of it myself." Li Xingyuan's expression and tone became cold. He took out his wallet, took out all the cash from it, and put it on the He stood on the bench and said, "Just keep the money and return it to me when your grandma comes back."

"Uncle Li..."

"Don't worry, it's a small problem, I'll take care of it."

Li Xingyuan spoke and looked around: "Where is the bathroom?"

The boy pointed in a certain direction.

Li Xingyuanjing walked straight over there.

The bathroom had just been cleaned and a nice-smelling sandalwood incense was lit.

Li Xingyuan entered a certain compartment and untied his cuffs. The long wound on his wrist that was supposed to be about to grow opened for some reason.

Looking at the wound that was still bleeding.

Li Xingyuan's face was very ugly.

His forehead twitched twice as he suddenly recalled that morning.

He didn't know why he was in the bathroom. The moment he heard Ye Zhimeng's voice at the door, he woke up.

By then, the razor blade had cut my wrist open.

The sound outside the door sounded just in time, and the wound was not too deep.

He tried to stay sober and calm, and responded to Ye Zhimeng's questions as if nothing had happened.

Then he quickly treated the wound and went downstairs as usual.

Later Li Xingyuan thought about it carefully.

Why am I doing this suddenly?

I also consulted some psychiatrists anonymously.

The most common result is that it may be post-traumatic stress disorder.

Li Xingyuan looked expressionless as he looked at the small drops of blood condensing on his wrist, then numbly pulled out a large amount of toilet paper and pressed it on the wound to stop the bleeding.

The thick roll of paper was almost finished by him.

The bleeding finally stopped.

When Li Xingyuan left the bathroom, the boy and the money were gone.

He didn't take it to heart.

With that money, the child would not be without food and water.

He stood there and thought for a while.

I purchased some medicines and supplies for wound treatment online.

When filling in the address, he almost instinctively filled in the apartment in the city center where he and Ye Zhimeng once lived.

I took a taxi and went to the apartment.

When we arrived, the things were already hanging on the door.

Li Xingyuan unlocked the door with his fingerprint and pushed in.

The apartment is cleaned twice a week, so it's still very clean.

The florist will still deliver flowers at a fixed time, and the cleaning aunt will sign for them, then build them and insert them into the designated vase.

Time has obviously flown for many years.

But time in this apartment seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

Li Xingyuan dragged his tired body to the sofa and sat down.

Then methodically, he carefully treated the wound and wrapped it in circles with gauze.

Make sure there is no chance of the wound opening.

Done.

Li Xingyuan lowered his eyes and saw the blood on his shirt rubbing onto the sofa.

He seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

Stand up and quickly wipe the blood stain.

It's like if you dirty this place, it will be a big sin.

After wiping away the blood.

Li Xingyuan took off his shirt again, went to the cloakroom, took a shirt from his past and put it on.

Because of his previous serious injury, he lost a lot of weight, and he hasn't been able to regain it yet.

The shirt is a bit loose when worn.

Li Xingyuan threw the blood-stained shirt into the trash can without any hesitation, along with the things used to treat wounds.

Do it all.

He mechanically opened the blood-replenishing potion he bought with the medicine.

After drinking a few cigarettes in one breath, he curled up and lay on the sofa. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep due to dizziness from blood loss.

Wake up again.

It was because Zhang Ao called.

Li Xingyuan had a headache.

Pick up the phone.

"Mr. Li, aren't you done yet?" Zhang Ao asked.

Li Xingyuan frowned and subconsciously checked the time. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"My wife is looking for me?" Li Xingyuan sat up.

"Well, I was wondering when you would finish your work and go back for dinner." Zhang Ao replied.

"Call a taxi and wait at the gate of Xiushan Lake. I'll go there now."

"Yes!"

Zhang Ao didn't dare to ask where Li Xingyuan went.

The driver said that Li Xingyuan got off the car near a park and said he would contact him after he was done.

Zhang Ao didn't know what Li Xingyuan was doing.

Listening to Li Xingyuan's voice, he was obviously unhappy.

He was even more afraid to ask.

Before Li Xingyuan left, he took the garbage downstairs.

to the hall.

Coincidentally, I met the proprietress of the flower shop again.

"Sir, are you back? Every time I send flowers, your aunt is there to receive them. I haven't seen you for a long time!" The landlady looked at Li Xingyuan up and down, "Why have you lost so much weight? You have to take good care of yourself. !”

Li Xingyuan looked at the person in front of him.

There are some very chaotic pictures in my mind, but they are fleeting.

"Hmm." He responded.

"Then you are busy, I have to send flowers to the guests!"

"it is good."

The landlady left angrily.

Li Xingyuan took a look and then walked out the door.

The taxi he ordered had already arrived, and it didn't take long to drop him off at the gate of Xiushan Lake.

Zhang Ao was already waiting there.

Li Xingyuan went straight to the car, and there was also a spare suit of his in the car.

After raising the privacy curtain.

He changed out of his ill-fitting shirt.

After sorting it out, the car was parked securely.

Li Xingyuan got off the car.

"father!"

Ji You shouted happily and threw herself into his arms.

Li Xingyuan finally had a smile on his face. He picked up Ji You and said, "Miss you dad?"

"Of course!" Ji You nodded vigorously, "Mommy wants it too! Dad works very long hours today! Is there any difficulty?"

"There is no difficulty. Tomorrow my father will go back to the company for a meeting. I want to be more prepared." Li Xingyuan patted Ji You's back gently, then raised his eyes to look at Ye Zhimeng who was standing not far away, "Honey, today It was so confusing that I forgot to send you a message.”

"It's not the first day you've been like this."

Ye Zhimeng joked and waved to her daughter.

Ji You got down from his father's arms.

Li Xingyuan was a workaholic. When he was so busy before, he didn't even bother to eat.

Let alone texting back.

Ye Zhimeng took it for granted.

However, such a light sentence fell in Li Xingyuan's ears like a thunder.

"It won't be like this again!" The panicked words almost blurted out.

Ye Zhimeng looked at him in astonishment.